Page 50 of Behind the Scenes

Hunter took a step closer to her and touched the ends of her hair with his fingertips, sending chills down her spine. “I didn’t even notice her. I was too busy looking at the most beautiful woman in the room.”

As if she’d been holding her breath from the moment he first asked why she’d come to him, she exhaled and all the fear inside her evaporated. Slowly, she turned around to face him and saw not that sexy grin she’d expected but something darker, more sensual in his expression now.

“You were all smiles with her,” Alexis said, looking up into his dark green eyes for some hint of how he felt at that moment.

“I didn’t care. I was doing my job,” he said as he took another step forward, staring intently at her while he closed the last few remaining inches between them.

Now as he stood so close to her, she noticed how big he seemed, even next to her. Power and strength radiated off him in waves that washed over her. Never before had she known any man who made her feel so confident one moment and so weak the next.

“Are you doing your job now?” she asked in a shaky voice, unsure she wanted to hear the answer.

Hunter shook his head and slowly dragged his tongue over his bottom lip. “No. You’re not in any danger from the stalker here, so you don’t need anyone to protect you right now.”

Need of a different kind coiled inside her. She watched his mouth move as he spoke, desperate to feel his lips press against hers in a kiss. Aching to feel his body next to hers, she tentatively reached out and rested her hand against his muscular chest.

His eyes narrowed, making him look hard, so she pulled her hand away, afraid she’d misunderstood the signs. But before she could apologize, he leaned in and grazed his lips against hers, so lightly that it felt more like teasing than a kiss.

And then he spoke, and she felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room.

Looking deep into her eyes, he whispered against her lips, “Alexis.”

Her name had never sounded like that coming from anyone else’s mouth before. Sexy and sensual, like a promise of something delicious only he offered.

God, she wanted him to kiss her with all the power he possessed. To kiss her and take her breath away like she knew he could.

But he simply stood there letting his mouth touch hers just enough to make her want so much more.

“Why won’t you kiss me? Don’t you want to?” she asked, terrified of what his answer would be.

“Because if I kiss you we’re not going to stop there, and I don’t know if I can hold myself back,” he said in a low voice tinged with an emotion she recognized all too well.

Need. The kind of need that forced you to choose between wanting something so badly it hurt and fearing something so much it paralyzed you.

The kind of need that threatened to burn you up inside if you didn’t satisfy it.

“Don’t hold back,” she whispered into his mouth.

He slid his hand up the column of her neck and stuffed it into her hair, tugging her head forward until his mouth crashed into hers. He kissed her hard, like he wanted her to know he’d given up on holding back, and she welcomed it, returning his kiss with one full of as much need as his.

His body pressed against hers, letting her know he wanted her for more than just kissing. She felt his hard cock push into her hip, and even without seeing it, she knew she would give anything to feel him inside her.

Hunter moaned against her lips as their tongues mixed to ratchet up the need the two of them felt. She could listen to the sound of him moan for the rest of time. Low and deep, it hit a part of her deep inside she’d only hoped existed before this moment.

Then suddenly, he pulled back and stared at her in a way that made her feel empty and alone. “Alexis, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“The way you’re looking at me now hurts more than anything you could physically do to me. Don’t let doubt ruin this.”

“I don’t doubt how much I want you. You shouldn’t either.”

She tugged on his shirt to pull him closer. “Then show me,” she said in a voice that verged on begging.

His mouth covered hers as his hands roamed over her body, pulling her jogging pants down past her knees. She wriggled her leg out as he slid his fingertip under her panties to lightly touch her tender skin.

Her body craved so much more than he’d given her so far, but part of her loved the slowness and teasing. It made her want him so badly.

She playfully bit his lower lip when he slid his finger over her needy clit, making her wish he’d just fuck her with his fingers so she could have some relief from this need that burned inside her.

Dragging her fingernails down his neck and over his shoulders, she closed her eyes and moaned, “Please…”

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